park run at peace by the bulbul’s ballad
Tag: Elancharan
a query for the seasons: what’s it like being serene and blissed out all the time
system downtime a moment with my thoughts
wrestle this frail body from the grasp of waves
clears the brain fog morning drizzle
the soft face of the forest ignites
september winds scream into the video call
full moon the seas froth with delight
prowl the corridors a trail of cat shadows
after dark we unfold limbs and behave human